Jaeger’s Lost and Found is the only finder shop to be had on the whole of the west coast. The problem is, Archibald Jaeger, the last of the Jaeger line, seems to be defective. A result of too many generations of crossbreeding with humans. But Jaegers are finders, and there's nothing to be done about it. Gael Murray has lost his connections. A vampire can’t survive without the energy exchange he has with the members of his coven through mental links. And, as of this morning, they’ve all vanished. Gael will die if he doesn’t reinstate his connections through a blood exchange. And his only hope to find the other members of his coven is to hire a finder. Even a terrible finder is better than none at all. Together Gael and Archie set out to save Gael’s life, but what was an already difficult task becomes nearly insurmountable. And Archie, who can never find what he’s looking for, finds himself falling in love with a man he’ll be hard pressed to save.

Jaeger’s Lost and Found

“What?” Gael had a look of panic on his face. “We’re on the freeway.”


Before the wheels had stopped rolling, Archie flung the door open and stumbled out on the shoulder and down across the ditch. He ran about fifteen steps, and there a wet, emaciated fawn-colored cat huddled in the tall grass. He scooped her up, knowing it was the cat they’d been hired to find three weeks ago. The owner had been devastated.


He noticed one of her hind legs was at an awkward angle and carefully slipped her inside his coat. “I’ve got you, little one.” He walked back to the car, carefully took his seat, and closed the door. “You need to turn around, drive to Dew Street.”


Mr. Murray, or Gael he guessed, gaped. “What? No way, we don’t have the time.”


Archie gave him his sternest look. “Dew Street now or I’ll walk from here.”


Gael growled but looked over his shoulder and drove straight across the median strip. “If this kills me you won’t get paid.”


Chapter 10